A woman at church yesterday put words to something I've been feeling but couldn't quite name: the pressure to be negative. Not just cultural pressure to be negative, but the sense that despair and outrage have become the moral high ground. That if you're a good person paying attention, you're angry and hopeless and posting about it. I share a personal story about a time I got called out for not posting about an immigration situation while I was quietly helping families in my own neighborhood, and I make the case for a different way to fight. Hope is not naivety. Positivity is not opting out. And I think normalizing both of those things right now is actually the harder, more important work.